Monarchy, nobles, and gods—they revel in their supreme power, looking down on everything. They oppress the common people's wealth and lives, and delight in watching all beings kneel for survi...
However, when Vickers was about to turn around, his head began to hurt violently. The intense pain made Vickers roll on the ground.
Soon Vickers realized that there were many more memories of those words in his mind.
Vickers looked at the diary in his hand with disbelief.
Vickers didn't believe it at first, until he took the diary in his hands and began to read it, he realized that he could really understand the strange text.
“Eleven years of high tide, #### Unfortunately, my plan may be ruined. The government no longer allows us to continue studying the tide.
But we still refused to give up. After all, if we could fully understand the tide, then ####."
"We were discovered eleven years after the tide began to rise, but the experiment was still very successful, and the experimental data was well preserved. Despair can nourish the tide very well, as Dr. ### said..."
"Eleven years of high tide, experimental results #... wandering..."
Tide? After Vickers closed his notebook, he looked at the brand new folder again. At this moment, no one knew that a terrifying plan had been born.
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"Have you heard? Viscount Valan's entire family was killed overnight."
"It's really scary. No one is alive. And I heard there's not even a complete body. Many people are in pieces."
"Since Viscount Walan's family is all dead, who should inherit his title?"
"Hey, you forgot that there is still a man named Vickers alive in Viscount Valan's family."